In the current situation in Daxia, both princes must be careful. Any one of them may undergo mutiny at any time and have to be guarded against.

He had seen a third prince and also visited Lingyan Pavilion related to the tenth prince, and found that the depth of the water behind it was deeper than he had imagined.

"Have you found something when you went to Tailisi?" Changsun said with a calm expression.

"There are no exact clues. The words of several leaders were very tight, but the death of the lord of Yingcheng City was very abnormal, and it must be related to a certain prince or the third prince," Ning Chen said in a deep voice.

"Who do you doubt?" Changsun asked with his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Ten Princes"

Ning Chen replied seriously, this is the situation that can be seen now. Mr. Xiyu supported the tenth prince, and the former Taili Department was a member of the tenth prince. Xia Mingri's suspicion was difficult to get rid of.

Changsun frowned and said, "Be careful, the third prince and the tenth prince should continue to win over you, don't let it go easily."

"Don't worry, Empress, I know what to do," Ning Chen said calmly.

Changsun nodded, feeling that there was nothing to ask, and took out a golden dragon token from his arms and threw it on the bed, explaining, "This is the military talisman of Longweiying. If there is any movement, you will decide for yourself."

Ning Chen was slightly shocked, and looked at the token on the bed, and a look of incredible flashed in his eyes.

The imperial guards in the imperial city were different from other armies. Even if he was Wuhou, he could not easily mobilize them. Wuhou's privileges of 100,000 troops never included the most elite 330,000 imperial guards.

Changsun gave him the military talismans from Longwei Camp, which was equivalent to entrusting his life and life, because more than 90% of the imperial guards on duty in the palace were soldiers of Longwei Camp.

"I only have Longwei Camp in my hands now, and the other three camps are in Ziyi's hands. If you have any questions, you should discuss with Ziyi more. After all, I am a woman. It is impossible to hold military power for a long time. I will leave it to you. Don't worry."

Changsun said calmly, although his voice was light, it gave Ning Chen an unparalleled heavy pressure.

"Empress, aren't you afraid of me rebelling?" Ning Chen said with a wry smile.

"I am still alive, you don't have the courage," Changsun replied lightly.

“…”

Ning Chen was helpless, okay, he really didn't have the courage, no matter whether Changsun had military power or not, it was the same.

"Since you have been caught in, don't shrink your hands and feet. If something happens, I will be in charge. As long as I am still alive, no one in this imperial city dares to touch you."

"Okay, I'm back. There are still many things in the palace. I don't have time to stay here."

After the words came, Changsun stood up and left. When he was about to leave the house, he slapped his feet and said calmly, "The cake is good. If you have time to go back to the palace to teach you how to make Qingling."

Qingning glanced at Ning Chen, who was still kneeling on the bed, and a complex look flashed in his eyes, and then he followed.

The two left, leaving so freely that Ning Chen was left alone and could not speak for a long time.

Mingyue sat at the table, watching the bad guy quietly thinking, and did not dare to go up and disturb him.

"Empress, the burden you gave him is too heavy." Qingning spoke out of Zhiming Hou's Mansion, with a slightly worried expression on his face.

These rights may be a rare honor for others, but for Ning Chen, it is just a burden.

"I have a clear idea in my heart," Changsun sighed softly.

This is the most difficult time in Daxia. Over the past few days, she has felt seriously overwhelmed. Although Ziyi is trustworthy, she is too upright. Now, all she can entrust is Ning Chen.

She knew very well what kind of person Ning Chen was. She didn't have the confidence to keep him by her side forever. She could only give him the things in her hand as little as possible, and how long it could last.

All she can keep him is trust, not rights.

In Beimeng Camp, Fan Lingyue sat in the tent and pondered silently, quietly thinking about the deployment of every step in the future.

Beimeng needs to cherish time. After all, it is Daxia. The longer it drags on, the better it will be for Daxia.

No matter how smart a wise man is, he cannot predict everything as good as God. What he needs to grasp most is not every detail, but the general trend.

The later the internal worries of Daxia broke out, the more time Daxia had to breathe. In other words, the situation in Northern Mongolia became more serious.

What she needed to do made the decision makers of Daxia nervous.

"Love without worries" Fan Lingyue spoke.

"In" Qing Wuyou earned the money and knelt down and bowed.

"Send someone to secretly contact the third prince of Daxia, and say that my military advisor wants to talk to him," Fan Lingyue ordered.

Qing Wuyou was stunned and asked subconsciously, "What if he refuses?"

"It doesn't matter. Success or not is not important to us. You just need to send someone over there. If he refuses, continue to send someone to talk," Fan Lingyue instructed.

"yes"

Qing Wuyou took the order and left, and he was confused in his heart, but he still didn't understand what the military advisor's move was intended.

Fan Lingyue stood up, came to the tent, and looked silently towards the direction of Daxia Imperial City. Today is Mingyue's birthday. How are she doing?

"Ahem"

Suddenly, a feeling of chest tightness, Fan Lingyue covered her mouth and coughed lightly, and blood spilled out, dripping down her palms.

"Your body can't stand it for long."

I don’t know when Mu Chengxue walked in front of the handsome tent, wearing white clothes, and her beautiful face remained as calm and indifferent as before.

"Not in the way"

As she spoke, a look of fatigue flashed in Lingyue's eyes. No matter what, she had to hold on, and she had already hit her feet and could not lose all her efforts.

"That Ning Chen is very powerful, you have to be careful," Mu Chengxue reminded calmly.

"Hehe" Fan Lingyue smiled tiredly, and after a moment, he asked slowly, "Mu Chengxue, I have something I have always been curious about. Since you remember everything, why did you forget him alone?"

She had known about Ning Chen chasing Jiancheng, and in this world, she rarely knew that the person who assassinated Emperor Xia was Mu Chengxue. Coincidentally, Ning Chen entered the palace at that time, and the acquaintance between the two was naturally unbelievable.

Mu Chengxue's expression still did not change at all, and she said lightly, "Of course, there is no need to remember unimportant things, there is nothing to be curious about."

Upon hearing this, Fan Lingyue smiled slightly and stopped asking. What happened between them was not important to her. What was important is that Mu Chengxue now represents Jiancheng, which is enough.

In this world, anyone can surrender to Daxia, but only Jiancheng cannot.

Therefore, she can still maintain trust in Mu Chengxue and Jiancheng.

The Marquis of Zhiming's Mansion, Ning Chen has not left the mansion for two days since Changsun left. During this period, Su Feiyan sent someone to send an invitation to invite him to attend Yin He's new courtesan conference in three days.

The Courtesan Conference is held once a year, which is very lively, not even worse than the Lantern Festival during the Lantern Festival. It attracts a large number of talented men and beautiful ladies every time, and it is also uncommon for high-ranking officials and nobles in the court.

After reading the invitation, Ning Chen threw it aside.

Mingyue took it over curiously, looked at it, and asked, "Where is this Lingyan Pavilion?"

"Britain" Ning Chen answered honestly.

"Huh" Mingyue deliberately elongated her voice, her little face was full of contempt. The bad guy was indeed the bad guy and would receive such invitations.

"What are the random thoughts of every little girl? Didn't I tell you before that I've been there for a while?" Ning Chen said angrily.

"You didn't say that it was a brothel," Mingyue continued to contempt.

"Didn't I say it?" Ning Chen said in surprise.

"You didn't say it," Mingyue nodded with certainty.

Ning Chen touched his nose, could he really not say anything, and he said too many things to fool people, and he really couldn't remember it for a while.

"Are you going?" Mingyue asked in a low voice.

"Do you want to go?" Ning Chen did not answer, but asked back.

Mingyue was slightly entangled, and finally curious overcame reason, nodded and said, "I want to!"

"Then go," Ning Chen chuckled.

He probably only did this with his children to visit the brothel. However, choosing a courtesan is different from usual, at least there are not so many messy things, so it would be nice to let Xiao Mingyue join in the fun.

Moreover, this time came for the courtesan event. If he didn't go there, he would have let down the painstaking efforts of the people behind him.

Three days passed quickly, and before the third day was dark, Mingyue was anxious to go out.

Ning Chen grabbed Xiao Mingyue and carefully covered the traces of the girl before he took the latter to walk out of the mansion with confidence.

"Do you know how to choose a courtesan?" Mingyue asked curiously as she walked.

"I don't know," Ning Chen shook his head. He really didn't know how the courtesan chose, but this thing should be similar to the beauty pageant in later generations, just to make a show and then let a bunch of people vote.

"How about we buy a courtesan to go home?" Mingyue said with anticipation.

"What should I do if I buy her? I can't work. If I buy it back, I just put it in a vase." Ning Chen said indifferently.

Mingyue thought about it and found that it was true that this courtesan sounded pretty good, but it was useless when she thought about it.

The two of them walked and talked without a word, and finally, when the moon rose, they walked to the bank of Yinhe.

The bustling crowd in front of him really scared the two of them. Flower boats of all sizes were still in the river. The largest flower boat in the middle was surrounded by many small flower boats. The lights were brightly lit and extremely lively.

Because the space of the large flower boat in the middle is limited, except for some high-ranking officials who already have invitation letters, the rest of the people need to pass the test on the surrounding small flower boats to be qualified to board the large flower boat that will finally choose the courtesan.

"Bright moon, give me the invitation." Ning Chen spoke in front of a small flower boat.

It's great to have invitations. There is no need to queue up or fight monsters to pass. You can go directly to the last flower boat to eat while enjoying the eyes.

Mingyue was stunned, and then she showed a hint of shame on her face. She said embarrassedly, "I'm leaving urgently, I forgot to take it."

“…”

Ning Chen's eyes turned black and he almost fell head-on. How could this little ancestor forget such an important thing?

"Give up, let go"

A large number of people behind him squeezed into the flower boat and went in to take the test.

Mingyue glanced at the crowd around her, and was a little scared, and said carefully, "Why don't we go back and get it?"

Seeing that there was not much time and the courtesan conference was about to begin, Ning Chenxin made a fuss and gritted his teeth, "No need, let's pass the barrier, isn't it just a few tests? Just pass it!"
Chapter completed!